"I know where you're at Tommy" Jill's hushed voice interrupted my thoughts and she took my hands in hers,"We've all been through it darling, all three...of us, but not any more, we're out of it now and on the way up, don't dwell on the past for her sake as well as your own, just remember that things will never, ever go back to being what they were before, we're winners Tommy, Polly, Tommy and Jill, the three musketeers." Five" I said smiling at her, but she looked at me uncomprehendingly,"Five" I. Immediately upon arrival the Black Owned naked or whore-dressed white slave must fall on its knees and kiss the shoes or feet of the Black Person who answers the door. It does not matter whether other people watch this. More the opposite – the Black Owner should take care that again and again other people observe this token of the Black Owned white whore’s bowing down to the Superior Black Race.Whether naked or in sissy attire, while bowing down and kissing feet or boots the slave’s bare white. " Chris said as he caressed it. He continued playing with her nipple in one hand, while the other kept sliding down. His sister let out a stifled little moan as he ran his thumb along her clit, and watched his fingers, tracing along her wet slit, using two fingers to rub along her pink folds. Chris pulled his fingers away, licking his sister's wetness off them, then moved them back down and gently inserted his middle finger into her tight wet snatch."Mmm, fuck!" Jessica whimpered quietly,. So we need these new import spirits the next generation of customers’ll be demandin’. My pappy’s business will go under if we don’t adapt.’ Betty listened, nodding fully now. Eugenia patted her back. ‘Understand so far, do you love? Good. So for starters, we’re gonna need about $100 a month for the foreseeable future. I know your pockets are deep enough to finance that with nary a dent to your lifestyle. I’m sure you got a lifetime’s worth of premium wares for our business in your bank.